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baba-louie:

I love my church family. I just checked a message on my answering machine; it was my Reverend, she called to see how i was doing.

Every Sunday at my church, we have this “Joys and Concerns” moment. If you would like the congregation to say a prayer, of joy or sorrow, you can stand up and light and candle on the alter and say what you want the people to pray for. not everyone goes up to the alter, some people just stand up in the pew and say what they want to.

So last Sunday, during Joys and Concerns, I stood up. I knew I wouldn’t be able to walk up to the alter, it would be too hard. So i stood and my pew and tried to catch my breath while I told my congregation about a girl I knew named Phoebe Walsh, who killed herself on October 9th. I looked through my tears and I saw that people were crying with me. They felt my pain. My mother sings in the choir, so i usually sit alone during service. But i kind woman whose children i babysit got up in the middle of service to sit with my and hold my hand. Lots of people came up to me after church and gave me a hug.

And now my Reverend called me. She is one of the most amazing people i know, and i love her with all my heart. And i feel so much better, and so peaceful now that i see that i have such a larger and loving family to always hold me up.


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